A/N: SUP GUISE! It's Timtams here. And like, I came up with this idea after watching Phineas and Ferb. If you watched the latest episode, you'll see where the story's heading. XD If you haven't, whatever. You don't need it to understand the fic...XD And yes, I watch Phineas and Ferb. GOT A PROBLEM? COME AT ME BRO! XD
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia. But I haven't given up. XD
The universe was bleak. Nothing existed anymore. Except me. I was a lone soul, flying through empty space. The only living thing to exist now. The only thing to exist now. It wasn't always this way, though. Once, there were galaxies, filled with rocks, stars, light. The galaxies were filled with planets. These planets once had life on them. There was one planet that stood above all. Its name? Earth.
Earth was filled with life, things called humans. It was powerful, with the humans ruling above all the other life forms, called animals. Who knew that all it would take to bring down this mighty planet was one human and a machine?
This human wasn't exactly a human though. There were countries on the Earth, and for each country, there was a personification of it. They were the government's most guarded secrets. They were immortal, only killed when their land had fallen. When no one remembered their traditions, no one remembered their land anymore. This one particular nation called America was the one who brought everyone down. This nation had a tendency to call himself 'a hero'. How ironic. The hero brought about the end of the universe. How, you may ask? This, is the story of how America had brought everything to its end.